'Hillary, what are you doing? We said we'd meet up tomorrow.'

This lady named Hillary climbed out the tub and pecked him on the cheek,' sorry, but I couldn't stay away,' she leant her head on Kyle's shoulder,' I'm sorry, I didn't realise you were busy...' She looked me up and down.

Kyle placed his arm round her waist,' Hillary, this is Nicki, Nicki this is Hillary, my girlfriend.'

Girlfriend? Kyle has a girlfriend! This screamed in my head. Kyle didn't look like the kind of guy to have a girlfriend. He was more of a quiet helpful Boy Scout and this girl didn't suit him at all.

'Hello, sweetie! Where'd you come from?' She spoke to me in a strange voice.

'Florida,' I went and walked into Kyle's room. I ran my hand on the edge of the tub and smiled. I wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep in a bed.

I looked back at the two adults in the doorway. Hillary was looking at me like I had done something wrong. Kyle was looking at her.

'Ok, I'll rephrase my question. Why are you here and who are you?' Hillary wasn't very trustworthy in my eyes. Kyle spoke before I could.

'Nicki is my niece.' Strangely I felt a weird sensation run through me; like what he had just said was wrong,' she's Jessi's daughter. And...'

'She's missing so I'm staying here,' I interrupted I really found this situation to be awkward.

'She's missing? Wow, I never expected her to just disappear!' Hillary exclaimed. I looked at her sternly,' but I never expected her to get knocked up either!'

'Why what do you mean? Tell me!' Hillary looked a tiny bit scared,' what's this secret everyone knows about my mom? What was she like?'

'Sweetie, you sound like you haven't seen your mom in years! How long has she been gone?'

I didn't want to answer her but I did,' two weeks... But Uncle Tom told me that he's going to find her. And I know he's always truthful with me.'

With that I left the room and explored the house. I managed to find the bathroom and I sat down in the tub. I would've sat in Kyle's but I didn't. I was sure Kyle wasn't meant for Hillary, I mean she looked like a slut for starters. She had an annoying childish voice, for seconds and she spoke to me like I was getting on her bad side.

For some reason, Kyle standing there had made me feel angry and annoyed. I wasn't jealous! Of course not he's like 12 years older than me. It would be disturbing. It's just deep down I felt like he was betraying someone. It didn't know who but just someone.

I laid my head down and scrunched up in a ball. I thought about my mom. I hoped she was safe and not in any danger. I would dread to think how I would feel if I lost her. I felt tears fall down my face and I sunk lower in the tub. Mom was missing and I couldn't do anything about it!

I woke up the next day with a pillow under my head and a blanket over me. I smiled and rubbed my eyes then I climbed out; washing my face before leaving the room. I walked out in the hallway and down the stairs. Nicole and Stephen were in the kitchen making breakfast.

'Hello, Nicki, it's good to see you again. We're very sorry about...'

'I know. It's ok... How was your anniversary?' They looked at me surprised.

'It was great, thanks for asking.' She smiled,' would you like some pancakes?'

I nodded,' yes please, I'll just get changed,' I made my way to my mom's room and grabbed a clean black ruffled crop top and white jeggings. I was clearing my jeans and I found a small bit of paper. I realised it was Mace's number. I had forgotten to call him. I decided to do it later.

While we eat breakfast, I asked where Kyle was. Nicole told me he worked the morning shift at the hospital. I told them my mom was a doctor too. She was quite successful and earned a lot of money. It was strange her and Kyle had something so much in common.

Nicole said Lori worked at the local high school as a music teacher and she was going to help me come in. We were going on the Monday to talk to the principle.

By Monday afternoon, I was now a student at Beachwood High School. Lori was really nice and she seemed to love music. She took me to The Rack to grab a milkshake. That's where I saw Hillary. She was stood next to the smoothie counter with her finger rolling up and down a guy's arm. It wasn't Kyle. And she was flirting.

Lori sat me down at a computer as she grabbed me a drink. I stared at Hillary and gave her my best scary look. She saw me but I quickly turned and tapped on the computer. I logged onto my old schools website and began flicking around. It seemed some students had graffitied on the wall. I clicked onto the picture and saw what they had done. It said 'Local freak lost her mom! The freaks have left for good.' I was wide mouthed. They were talking about me. I looked closely at the signed mark...

'Hey, sweetie!' I was knocked out of concentration by Hilary's hi-pitched voice. She was about to look at the screen but I closed it quickly.

'Hillary...' I couldn't look at her at all. She had been openly flirting with other guys when she was going out with Kyle. I felt like punching her in the face.

'What's wrong sweetie?' She was making me feel worse. Firstly, I was being called a freak back home and my uncle (saying that still didn't feel good) was dating a flirt.

'Nothing, go away, Hillary.' With that Lori came back with my drink and grabbed it and looked at the screen.

'What's got you going crazy, you are so like Jessi!' Hillary's mood had changed and her voice had risen

'Hillary! Calm down!' Lori looked around some people in the cafe were looking at us,'come with me,' she grabbed Hillary's arm and yanked her out of ear-shot. I wanted to hear what they said. I concentrated carefully and my ears filtered.

'Hillary! What's wrong? Why are you having a go at Nicki?' Lori was whispering loudly.

'She's totally ignoring me. Like what that bitch of a mother she has.'

I stopped concentrating and was rushed with noise again. I needed to get to the bottom of this. What did my mom do that was so bad? I looked towards the computer again and stared at the picture. And the signature at the bottom. 'Noel Latter' he was the local bully and he always picked on me. Just because I never got anything wrong.

'What's that?' I heard Kyle's voice and I jumped.

'Graffiti... From my old school,' I glanced over at Hillary. She was standing extremely close to another boy. Kyle was going to see.

'Nicking? Is something matter?'

'Yes... Could you tell me what is so bad about mom? Tell me about who she was!'

A/N I hope you liked this chapter! Sorry if I made Hillary seem bad but it was the idea that came to my head. Please review!

Peppy XY